MIRACULOUS LADYBUG CHARACTERS REACTION TO: YOU GIVING THEM A VALENTINE

MIRACULOUS LADYBUG CHARACTERS REACTION TO: YOU GIVING THEM A VALENTINE

note: all characters here will be old enough to date like how they are in the show but it’s all fluff and nothing a 14 yr old Freshman wouldn’t be able to do irl,, also i went really over board with Chat Noir’s... lmk if you want more of these types of posts

links: part two

LUKA

You walked into your shared class with cyan haired boy, as you walked in Luka gave you smile and a wave. He held a guitar in his hands, as he usually comes to school early to practice a bit before class starts, you waved back and walked your way over to him, guitar in your hands, that doesn’t go unnoticed by Luka, “Oh? Care for a duet?” he jokes, strumming the strings. “A solo, actually.” you stated, he gave you his full attention, putting the guitar on the desk and his eyes locked on yours. You played the little tune you spent weeks composing; it had to be perfect for him, he always knows exactly what jingle to play for the people around him and especially you, so you wanted to return the favor, your heart and soul were laid out in every strum, string, and chord, you were vulnerable with every fret your fingers danced between, and it showed. Your song finished, but you hadn’t bothered to look up at his face, to scared of what you might see plastered on the canvas of the boy you knew you loved, your hands shook and you didn’t even know if your song had reached his heart, yet the way he stabled your trembling hands on your guitar, steadying it from dropping to the floor, and they way he pulled you into his chest, told you it tugged on his heartstrings more than you could strum, on any string, on any guitar.

ADRIEN

You were so confident you could give Adrien the poem you wrote but when you walked into Mme. Bustier’s classroom and saw the golden haired boy already had a pile of cards, candies, love letters, and chocolates to last a lifetime you slid the poem into your bag and walked right past him, taking your seat in the back of the class, missing the ‘good morning’ he told you when you walked past him. The whole day you ignored Adrien, but even sparing a glance at him reminded you of your unspoken words, as lunch started you sat in the cafeteria with an empty tray, not wanting to eat, instead looking at the poem on its sage green piece of paper. Not feeling the presence of the person behind you, you crumpled the page and dropped your head on your arms. “Why’d you do that?” you snapped your head to the voice behind you staring at bright green eyes, “That’s my valentine, right? I would’ve liked it to be in pristine condition but I guess that’s not an option anymore.” “Um, Adrien? This isn’t y-yours...” you stammered out but it was all in vain, “Then why was it addressed to me?” His voice sounded innocent at first but you heard the teasing background to it, Adrien sat down next to you put an arm around your shoulders and took the crumpled note from your hands, “It’s a beautiful poem..” he smirked softly, “..valentine.”

CHAT NOIR

as Chat Noir patrolled during the night he stumbled across a familiar balcony, your balcony, tied to the railing of your balcony were different colors of roses, ones he knew the meaning of. A lavender rose, symbolizes enchantment, and symbolizing the time you met, the last thing he said was ‘enchanté’. A pink rose, symbolizing gratitude, symbolizing the day he saved you, you bought him a pink rose that day too. An orange rose, symbolizing fascination, symbolizing the week you spent chasing after him, trying to figure out anything and everything you could about him, which resulted in you getting into many akuma attacks and almost getting hurt countless of times, it also resulted in him scolding you and telling you not to do that. A white rose resembling charm, symbolizing the day he spent protecting you from an akumatized villain who wanted to hurt you, he spent the day teasing you, and telling you jokes, and making you flustered, and calling you “ma charmante princesse”. A yellow rose, symbolizing friendship, symbolizing the time you asked him “are we friends, chaton?”. A peach rose, usually given when saying ‘thank you’, symbolizing the time you cried in his arms when you felt you weren’t good enough, and you thanked him for being there, and you thanked him for letting you cry, and you thanked him for everything you could imagine. Green rose, symbolizing balance, symbolizing the day you caught him from falling off your balcony when he got him by an akuma attack. A blue rose, signifying unattainability, for when he cried into your arms when he felt rejected by his father, when he felt like love was impossible for him to grasp, yet even though what he was crying about was a mystery to you, you let him sob. A black rose, resembling a major change, but what change, he didn’t know, but the next rose clarified what it meant, a red rose, for romance desire and love, a symbolic way of saying, ‘i love you’ this was all confirmed to him by the the dates written on the ribbon which tied the roses to the rails. When you woke up the next day, two flowers were put in place of the 10 roses you had left, a gladiolus and dahlia, symbolizing acceptance and commitment.

His new wife; toji fushiguro [01]

Genre: angst.

a/n: idk shld i post a part two?

update: part two is here

I imagined if toji did remarry, he wouldn't hold his new wife just like he did for mamaguro. His new wife would be an empty vase he chose to fill the vacant spot in his house; or maybe, he chose her because megumi was tired of explaining to his friends that he didn't have a mom.

I imagined the dining table is as awkward as it could be, with his new wife trying her best to fit in the family but the two males just don't feel the same for her. Perhaps they secretly thought to themselves that she’s trying hard for nothing. Because she's just for a show.

I imagined if Toji did consumate to his marriage, his sex life with his new bride is boring or non-existent. He didn't marry her for love and he didn't marry his side hoes. She's like a professional ally he keeps for commercial. She can't complain because she knows that the second she opens her mouth, he's willing to put his sign on the divorce paper.

I imagined that she has to mourn along with Toji and Megumi on mamaguro's death. She can't watch TV the whole day because the house needs to be as quiet as possible to pay respect. She even needs to sneak her way to the bedroom and watches her kdrama with earphones.

I imagined that there's a day where Toji's new bride will notice that he never initiates any skinship and when she confronts him, turns out he just doesn't want to have any kids with her. Because to him, mamaguro is the only mother for his kids.

I imagined Toji brings Megumi out for a picnic date but leaves his new wife at the house when she's still busy packing the lunch boxes. And when he does return to the home back, he only comes for the food and goes back to Megumi without bringing her along.

I imagined she has to explain to her friends that Toji is a Zenin, not a Fushiguro by birth because he used his wife's surname and her friends will question her on why he doesn't use hers since she's his wife too. But she doesn't answer because she doesn't dare to humiliate herself.

I imagined she comes to pick Megumi from school and his friends will ask her why she doesn't look like how Megumi drew on his weekly poster and she has to control herself before she bursts out crying in front of toddlers.

I imagined the Fushiguro house doesn't feel as warm as she first stepped in because she finally gives up. She doesn't bother to butter up a convo, she doesn't laugh off when Megumi tells her to leave him alone because she doesn't seek him anymore.

I imagined Toji comes home late, expecting the familiar figure who waits for him every day but the whole living room is dark and she is long asleep on her side of bed. Toji probably thinks that she's tired and moves along but he doesn't notice that he's making up excuses for her because the thought of her doing it intentionally is impossible.

I imagined the ride home when Toji picks up Megumi at his grandparents from the Fushiguro family is silent. His wife will play with her phone, scrolling through her social medias and she doesn't ask Megumi on how he spent his weekend anymore. She has stopped joking about how Megumi hates her parents too. She doesn't mention anything about bringing Megumi to her home.

I imagined Megumi walks to his class, but always looking back to the gate. Megumi thinks that his step-mother will put up a little fight to hold his hand and walks him to his class. But she only rolls down the window and nods. She doesn't do the silly 'kissy kissy' too. She doesn't even greet him 'good morning' today.

I imagined the cute face of Megumi's disappointed face when he unzips the lunch bag. He shakes the bag but there's nothing. Megumi thinks that she accidentally forgot to pack his food but when he calls her by the public phone, she explains that she doesn't do it anymore because Toji wants to teach him how to buy food at the canteen. But Toji doesn't say that.

I imagined Toji's new wife looks at the bouquet he brings home and wonders if he ever sees her as her own person but a shell he fills with his fantasy because that day isn't their anniversary and she doesn't like lilies. She hates flowers in truth.

I imagined Megumi will have a huge birthday party and both families will come visit, including the Fushiguros. While the Zenin members converse with mamaguro's parents with ease, Toji's parents-in-law are asked to sit in the kitchen, watching their step-grandson from far and wonder if there will be a time where they are able to spoil a 'grandchild' too.

I imagined Toji's wife watches how everyone alienate her parents and they are unwelcomed no matter what the event is. She will swallow her words, chokes on her tears before she calls a cab for her parents. Toji doesn't even notice that his father-in-law has been eyeing an opportunity to talk to him, wanting to ask about his daughter. But Toji's gentle words aren't aimed to him, but an older man of his past.

I imagined when the party's over, no one helps Megumi's new mother to handle the messy house. She is expected to clean the big house and she hasn't even eat the cake. No, they don't spare her a slice too. So when she picks up the paper plates with the left-over bits, she eats the sweet icing and realises, she isn't his wife nor a mother to his child.

I imagined the home she tried so hard to please becomes the place she hates, Toji can no longer see her sweet smile nor her flushed face. His little pretty wife has stopped trying and there's no warm diner by the time he got home. The lengthy texts he recieved everyday have reduced to none, she doesn't contact him anymore.

I imagined the whole family sit down for diner together in the dining table and only the clicking of chopsticks against the bowls echo. His wife doesn't talk about her stupid childhood comfort foods, she doesn't put dishes into his or his son's bowls either. She chews her food slowly, eyes cast on her food without muttering a word. The whole diner is silent.

streamer! eren who does not give two shits about his fangirls and will never hesitate to give them a lecture about how he’s so not interested in them and only has eyes for you <3

streamer! eren who has embrassing and teeth rooting sweet photos of the two of you as his widgets and app icons on his phone

streamer! eren who’s chat(+all his friends) never fails to tease him abt it

streamer! eren who posts daily pictures of you doing the most basic things on his public twitter just so he can show off his hot gf !!

streamer! eren who posted “GUYS Y/N POSTED THE ABSOUKETE HOTTEST PICTURE OF HERSELF AND ME SHE POSTED ME OML IM GONNA MARRY HER SHES SO CUTE AHHH I LOVE HER SNDBJRRJ” with all the typos and everything onto his public twitter on accident.. his chat is still harassing him about it

streamer! eren who is always rambling on and on about you without even knowing… no like jean will have to step in and be like “LISTEN ASSHOLE WE GET IT NOW SHUT UP ABT Y/N AND PLAY THE DAMN GAME” and erens starts hard core blushing

streamer! eren who is constantly denying his chat of streaming with you because “no guys.. shes MY girlfriend NOT yours” or he’ll be like “she’s too hot anyways so all your eyes will melt”

streamer! eren who’ll read compliments from his chat and say a genuine thanks but when you text him “i’ll be home in five can’t wait to see your ugly ass 😩 “ he’ll be blushing so hard… AND THIS HAPPENS SO OFTEN THAT HIS CHAT LITERALY KNOWS WHEN YOU TEXT HIM

streamer! eren who loses a bet and streams with you

streamer! eren who is defending him and your relationship with his life as his chat goes “hmm you sure this is your girlfriend because she’s looking a lot like mine” “please y/n step on me” “PLEASE STREAM MORE OFTEN”

streamer! eren who simply grins at his chat after you kissed him because you wanted to remind him you have eyes for him and only him

streamer! eren who is incapable of loving anyone else as much as he loves you.

i think it would be really funny if maki and megumi started pulling all of their friends into the zenin clan as adopted family members just. whenever it makes something convenient. they pass being head of the zenin clan around so none of the higher ups can hurt them. you want itadori executed? well he's head of the zenin clan now. you want maki to face punishment for her crimes? actually she's head of the zenin clan so she can do what she likes to her clan. you want yuuta dead for finding a loophole in a binding vow? you're going to kill the head of the zenin clan? think about how that would look. gojo's out of the prison realm and now you want him executed too? did you know. did you know he's actually head of the zenin clan--

Toxic — O.Y

|| suffocating for others but so so addictive for you and him.

|| inspired by this ask here!

The content below will contain themes that may upset some reader, read the warnings carefully and by scrolling further, you have given your consent to read these content.

Warnings: yandere, violence, blood, possessive behavior, you and Yuuta lost your minds but it's alright, wait this is really problematic please be sure if you want to read it or not

Notes: First time writing a couple of yanderes, not sure if it's done right but I hope you guys enjoy a problematic relationship ❤️ (this is a joke in no way should you continue a relationship like this in real life)

Pairing: Yandere!Okkotsu Yuuta x Yandere!First-year!F!reader

Humming a light-hearted tune, your hold on the fistful of hair wasn't about to loosen anytime soon despite the heavy weight, but you could handle it, you've dealt with worse creatures—curses, for an example—so this should be nothing.

"Yuuta!" Swinging the wooden door open, you beamed at the person inside, already know who it was before you could even take a look inside of the dark room.

But then your eyes dropped to the stranger on the floor, bloodied and beaten up, definitely half dead.

No, this wasn't a stranger. With a little more concentration, you could somewhat recognize how they looked like before having a black eye, broken nose and swollen lips, maybe without so much blood spilled. He was your senior back in middle school, before you became a sorcerer.

"I saw him talking to you yesterday, I didn't like him."

Yuuta turned to face you, his fluffy white uniform jacket were tittered with some blood but not enough to make everything look dirty, a sprinkle of fresh color.

"You were following me around again...?" A frown formed on your lips and he quickly came close, worry evident in those eyes. "I thought you were on a mission that day?"

His clean hand—free of another's blood—caressed your cheek, thumb swiping affectionately at your soft skin. "You know I'd abandon anything for you."

Yuuta anxiously bit the inside of his cheek, did he upset you?

Before he could overthink even more, his eyes caught the unsightly— thing, you were holding on to, and he rose a brow at that.

"And you weren't following me around as well?" Yuuta couldn't help the grin stretching on his features, watching you look down sheepishly—so adorable—at getting caught red-handed.

Weak, barely audible moans of pain fell on deaf ears, limp arms tried gauging but all it took was a mediocre kick to the deep wound on stomach to stop the futile attempts.

"—s-sor...'m sorry..."

"Shut up." You pulled on tangled hair, receiving a strangled yell in response. "M-Mine was different! I didn't have any missions that day." You then let go of your hold, allowing her head to freely thump onto the ground harshly and heavily.

"She didn't have to hug you after you saved her from a measly curse." You huffed, suddenly feeling very protective and touch-starved as you wrap your arms around your upperclassman and boyfriend, resting against his firm chest. Smiling blissfully when you feel a hand petting you.

"I'm sorry, I won't let anyone else touch me anymore." The smile got wider. "I'm sorry, too. From now on, I won't talk to people you don't know." He was satisfied.

"Rika."

Horrified gasps and choked sobs were there, loud, terrified screams (Yuuta made sure the curse had her fun) were there but you two payed no mind to it, lost in each other's warmth, presence and secure arms. There were only the two of you in this whole world, and you'd do anything to keep each other forever there.

sukuna, a killer who lies in the blood of his enemies is shut up by you, and can't find it in himself to kill you the moment you snap at him

sukuna, a killer who doesn't hesitate to snap a neck in half hesitates to speak to you, not wanting to embarrasses himself and potentially ruin the spark that ignited the moment you laughed at something stupid he did

sukuna, someone who never tries to impress anybody but himself, finds himself trying to impress you, getting you little things when he goes on a trip away from his temple, seashells from the seaside, roses from the farm he paced by

sukuna, the curse that is feared by the sorceress, fears that you will eventually grow tired of his silly tactics, and grow tired of him

sukuna, who never falls at the knees of anybody, falls at yours, kissing your feet when you patch his wounds up one night, stating that you must be a heavenly body for no human deserves to share your title

sukuna who kisses your neck gently, his hands holding your face and the back of your head, kissing your tears away as he promised to slaughter anybody who dare tried to hurt you

the curse that was said to never love, you proved them wrong, as it was possible for sukuna to love with his little heart, to give his life to you, letting you live yours comfortably

sukuna, who died so violently and so hauntingly, told you he'd find you once more, over the river and under the hillside, where the sun reached so softly, somewhere made for two lovers to roam